I've been mostly gone and sporadically updating for long enough that most of you probably don't care to read about my life anymore, but in the unlikely case that anyone still remembers me, here you have it:

I'm eighteen now. I'm trying my damndest to get my life sorted out. I'm seeking alternative therapy for my OCD and major depressive episodes as everything else seems to have failed. I'm applying to colleges, though I don't have the faintest notion where I want to go. For now, I'm just going through the motions and hoping for the best.

Notably, Matt and I are still doing wonderfully. We're nearing our third anniversary. It's nice to have at least one thing remain stable even if everything else is hectic and chaotic and scary. Even if I don't know who I am, at least I know who WE are... and that's something.

Maybe you'll see more of me around here soon. I always say that. I know. I'm sorry.

- Nicole